i remember when my grandmother told me that i shouldnt play around and make noise in the kitchen because the kitchen god wouldnt be happy and he would report bad things about me to the upstairs people. i remember how she would fry niangao with eggs and i would love eating it non-stop. she would then tell me how we need to cook and eat niangao every year because we need to sweeten the kitchen's god mouth so that he would say nice things about us to the upstairs people.


haha. i miss you popo.